I was a lord farming, how did I become an emperor?

Chapter 110 Clumsy but Passionate

Rhodes' words made the three savage brothers, Graystone, Giantwood, and Tassa, freeze in shock.

The White Frost Prophet's complexion shifted between pale and bluish-white.

Although he no longer commands the savages, he hopes they will be better off.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me, I'm very sorry, Holy Lord."

The White Frost Prophet quickly bowed and explained, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead from nervousness.

"They just wanted to express their gratitude and for a moment forgot who they were."

Rod waved his hand dismissively and said, "It's okay, I just find it very interesting. You don't need to be nervous, I don't mean to punish anyone."

However, if I need women, I'll find them myself; I don't need your contributions.

As soon as Rhodes finished speaking, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Frostleaf Town no longer distinguishes between Wildlings and Imperials, Durant, Gunle, Lawrence, and others still hoped that Rhodes' first woman would be an Imperial.

After all, a young man always has a deep impression of his first woman.

Especially Durant.

Although he never said it, he hoped that his Baron's first woman would be Avril.

In this way, Razor Plains would belong entirely to Rhodes.

After all, in this era, the most common and effective method was marriage.

Avril also breathed a sigh of relief, instinctively letting out a long sigh, and moved her chair closer to Rhodes.

The White Frost Prophet also breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

He no longer has much contact with the other three former savage leaders and is unaware that they made such a foolish decision on their own.

“Your Holiness, I have prepared another gift for you.”

The White Frost Prophet took a leather scroll from his bosom and presented it to Rhodes with both hands.

"Your Highness, this is a map of the Blade's Edge Mountains that I have drawn. I have marked several savage tribes on it."

The White Frost Prophet obtained information from three tribes of savages, and combined this information to determine the details of the other savage tribes.

He had originally planned to present it to Rhodes after the harvest celebration, but now he had to act ahead of schedule.

“I think you can bring the other savages into the Holy Land and let them enjoy this prosperous life together.”

Of course, they might be very stupid, so you'll inevitably have to use some force.

"Of course, I did a divination for you in advance, and it will also be beneficial for you to take in those savages from the Blade's Edge Mountains."

"it is good."

Rhodes smiled, took the scroll, and put it away. "Alright, let's not waste any more time on this."

Rod waved for the three savage brothers to leave, and the farce was thus put to rest.

Baron Bronn rose and approached Rhodes. “Thank you for your hospitality. I have enjoyed a feast here that is as lavish as a family affair.”

"There are still many things that are lacking."

Looking at the dining table, Rod couldn't help but sigh. There was no fruit in the southern provinces, and the drinks were also very limited.

"Much better than my Ice Peak Valley."

Baron Bron's gaze swept across the banquet table, he set down his wine glass, and drew a short knife from his waist.

"I didn't know it was your birthday today, and I have no precious gift to give you."

"This short knife has been with me for twelve years. I found it when I was eight years old, and after it was sharpened and repaired, it has been with me ever since."

He held the dagger horizontally in both hands and handed it to Rhodes.

"It's not worth much, but hopefully it can serve as a testament to our alliance."

Bloom's voice was clear and firm.

"Thank you for your generous gift."

Rod took the dagger carefully with both hands.

The dagger looks ordinary, but if what Brown said is true, it is quite valuable.

Rhodes handed the cup to the maid Leah to keep safe, then raised his glass.
"To our allies."

"To our allies."

This situation led all the subordinates to discuss what kind of birthday gift to give Rhodes.

The most reserved of them all was Avril, who had already given her most precious possession to Rhodes and had nothing left to give as a gift.

Rod didn't want to spoil everyone's fun with this, so he spoke up, "Let's stop talking about what gifts to give. I don't need any."

All I need is for you to work hard for me and do your jobs well.

He raised his glass and said in a louder voice, "Today is a harvest celebration, so we should enjoy ourselves and drink!"

"Yes, Lord Lord!"

Everyone responded in unison, and the enthusiastic atmosphere spread once again.

The atmosphere gradually relaxed, and noise and laughter rose and fell.

The other soldiers and captains began to toast Rhodes, their wooden glasses clinking and everyone smiling.

Rod couldn't remember how much he had drunk; he only felt a sharp pain in his head and his vision began to blur.

The world spun around me, and my thoughts became chaotic.

But it was precisely at times like these that his vigilance grew stronger, as if it were an instinct etched into his very bones.

He pulled Durant aside, leaned slightly forward, and gave him a few instructions: "Tell the brothers on guard duty to be vigilant and not to let their guard down."

Things often go wrong at times like these.

Rod could no longer hear Durant's reply and could only lean back helplessly in his chair, his eyelids growing heavier and heavier.

Durant understood his responsibilities, so he only had a few drinks throughout the entire event and remained clear-headed.

Durant stood up and bowed slightly: "Alright, the lord spoils you, but can't you see it yourselves?"

Most of these soldiers were trained by Durant, so he was naturally stricter with them.

The Baron liked to mingle with these soldiers, so Durant naturally took on the role of the bad guy.

"Stop drinking with the lord, you can go and make a scene yourselves."

After saying that, Durant waved his hand and called over the maid, Leah: "Take the lord back to the manor to rest."

Lia stepped forward to help Rhodes, but even with a strong effort, she couldn't move him at all.

Leah was a little embarrassed, her cheeks flushed: "I'm sorry, Lord Durant, I'm not strong enough."

"Let me do it."

Baron Bronn stepped forward, but Durant stopped him.

“Your Excellency Baron Bronn, you are a guest, and these matters are not for you to attend to. Please enjoy the banquet.”

Durant said politely but firmly.

"I'll do it."

Avril said proactively, her eyes showing concern, "I've already finished eating."

Durant initially wanted to call for the guards, but upon hearing Avril speak, he stopped and silently nodded.

Rod wasn't completely drunk, he just felt dizzy and didn't want to drink any more. He just wanted to lie in the chair and not move.

He felt two fragrances approaching him, then felt his arms being lifted up and propped up.

Rod also exerted himself and then stood up successfully.

His remaining consciousness allowed him to barely control his body.

Avril and Lia helped Rhodes slowly leave the square.

Seeing this, the guard immediately stepped forward to lend a hand. "No need."

Avril shook her head and, before Leah could speak, said, "We can."

"You just need to guard the place well and prevent anyone with ulterior motives from taking advantage of the situation to steal."

As Rod said, one should be more vigilant in times of joy.

Therefore, Durant did not allow all his guards to attend the banquet. Instead, he increased the number of guards and sent an additional twenty men on patrol.

The two girls successfully helped Rhodes lie down on the bed, and Rhodes' weight caused fine beads of sweat to appear on Avril's forehead.

"I'm thirsty, bring me some water."

Rod closed his eyes, reached out in a daze, and his fingers grasped futilely in the air.

Leah quickly picked up the water glass and handed it to Avril, who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"here."

Avril said softly, gently handing the water glass to Rhodes.

Rod tried to open his eyes, his other hand continuing to grope, and then he pinched an unknown soft, bouncy substance.

"Ok?"

Rhodes was a little confused and instinctively squeezed it.

They still didn't know what it was and wanted to test it again.

"what!"

A startled cry made Rod quickly withdraw his hand!
Rod forced his blurry eyes open.
"what happened?"

"fine."

Avril's cheeks flushed red, and she handed the water glass to Rhodes, then used her other arm to help him to her side.

Rod stood up with difficulty, took the water glass, and drank some water. The cool liquid relieved the dryness in his throat.

He let out a long sigh and lay down.

He didn't lie back down on his original pillow; instead, his head drooped straight down, and he lay on Avril's lap.

He adjusted his position slightly, reaching out to hug the pillow, but instead wrapped his arm around Avril's waist, resting it on her other leg, and then began to snore.

Tender, soft, and bouncy, no pillow is more comfortable than a young girl's legs.

You can tell from Rod's reaction.

Rhodes's posture made Avril's chest pound, her arms tremble slightly, and the water glass in her hand almost spilled on Rhodes's head.

Leah, who was standing nearby, quickly caught the shaking water glass.

"Miss Avril, watch out."

"It's ok."

Avril shook her head slightly, her face flushing even more, and gently pointed to Rod's shoes.

Lia nodded slightly, stepped forward to take off Rhodes' shoes, and then gently covered him with a fur blanket.

"Miss Avril, you must be very tired."

"Leah said softly."

"It's okay, go ahead and do your work."

Avril answered softly, her eyes gentle.

"Yes, Miss Avril."

Leah bowed and left, disappearing lightly behind the door.

After Leah left, Avril carefully took the pillow and placed it behind her back, then leaned against the headboard, trying to adjust to a comfortable position.

Looking at Rod's handsome face, she couldn't help but reach out her fair and slender hand and gently stroke Rod's golden hair.

This dignified baron in the eyes of others was, at this moment, just a young man who had come of age not long ago, with traces of immaturity still visible between his brows.

"Get some sleep, you'll be busy again tomorrow."

Avril gently stroked Rod's hair, her voice full of tenderness.

The celebration outside the manor continued, and the noise drifted into the cabin through the vents.

The noise continued until late at night, when the bright, round moon was already high in the sky.

Avril's eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and she unconsciously leaned against the headboard, her breathing gradually becoming calm and even.

After an unknown amount of time, Rod felt his mouth was about to crack, and his throat was sore from thirst.

As he gradually regained consciousness, he felt as if he were surrounded by flowers, immersed in a fragrant atmosphere.

Rod moved slightly, sensing something was wrong. As soon as he raised his left hand, he touched something soft.

That natural curve, that soft touch, made his heart race for no reason.

Am I still dreaming?

Rhodes was puzzled, but his consciousness gradually cleared.

I slowly opened my eyes. It was dark all around, with only moonlight streaming in through the air vent.

He gradually made his eyes clearer and realized that the figure beside him was Avril, leaning against the headboard, sleeping peacefully.

Her even breath, carrying a hint of warmth, brushed against Rhodes' face, and her hair exuded a faint floral fragrance.

Rhodes was filled with surprise.

She... she just leaned against him like that, letting herself sleep with her head on his lap all night?
Looking at the girl in front of him, who was huddled up with her neck and arms wrapped around herself because she was cold, Rod felt a tremor in his heart.

A complex feeling, indescribable, was surging within me.

Feelings of gratitude and heartache were intertwined.

Rod quickly grabbed his blanket and carefully covered the girl with it.

Perhaps sensing the unusual movement around her, Avril's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

She slowly opened her eyes and, through the haze, saw Rhodes' face:

"Ok?"

Avril gave a soft "hmm," her voice hoarse from just waking up.

"Baron Rhodes, you're awake? Would you like some water?"

She asked softly, her voice gentle.

As she spoke, Avril got up to get the water glass from the table.

Before she could make a move, Rod grabbed her wrist tightly.

"Baron Rhodes... Waaah..."

Avril was pressed against the headboard, her voice turning into muffled groans.

Because Rod suddenly stood up and kissed her lips.

Avril did not resist.

After overcoming the nervousness and unease of their first kiss, she crossed her arms and hooked them around Rod's neck.

Her hands were still trembling, but she resolutely accepted Rhodes' kiss.

The young men and women, fresh out of school, were incredibly clumsy.

I bumped my nose and bit my lip.

They parted awkwardly, each secretly laughing to themselves.

Then it became passionate again, and there was no stopping it.

For a moment, their breaths mingled together, and their heartbeats were exceptionally clear in the quiet night, as if the whole world consisted only of the two of them.

(End of this chapter)